“We’d be glad to have your event here at Lincoln Hill River Resort,” Brandon spoke into the phone. “Let me have you speak with one of my associates, Mary, and she can send you the brochures. Yes, just one moment, please.” Brandon put the caller on hold and then buzzed Mary over the intercom system. “Hey Mary, can you take line one? Sorry to bother you, but I’m trying to finish something up before I head out. It’s William Allen wanting to book the resort for a business conference.”
“Of course.”
“Thank you.” He sighed and rose from behind his desk. He’d been sitting there most of the day, and he was stiff and ready to go and sink himself into a long, hot bath. And ignore the phone. If he had to listen to Veronica chirping in his ear one more time about how he really ought to contact Tim, h
